Fake ass niggas for real, man
I can't stand them
Yo, I'm goin' in, yo, I'm on a tandem
If I see this nigga, dawg, I swing him back and forth
Like a pendulum, swingin'
For real, yo
Can't hang with 'em and don't say shit
Yo, you banging what?
Not a fifth
Y'all niggas always always talkin' mad shit
Until your mans is gettin' hit
Not by me
My whole posse'll rip
I give a fuck, less or more
You try to stop me, then it's one on your strip
It's like, damn, yo
Who really want it then?
Can't fuck around with him
Swear to God, yo
Bring this shit to it's punishment
The government don't want it, kid
Yo, I come around and hit Trump with this
Y'all niggas don't really want it, kid
Make it make sense, I'ma get more cents
And more money, pay the rent
They payin' the bills
Y'all niggas act like y'all content, 'til I'm blazin' the steel
Y'all niggas thinkin' that y'all ill, 'cause I'm blazin' it still
And yo, fuck around, I'll murk yours
Y'all niggas dirt soft
I came around yo, I'm from the ground
I was dirt poor
And nowadays, I'ma murk morals
And murk yours
Fake niggas are actin' hard
Y'all should go on Maury
Niggas is baby fathers, still gettin' shot at
Niggas talkin' bad on mines, yo
And I'ma pop it like a rocket do
Yea dawg, y'all claimin' that y'all ill
Y'all from the hospital
And yo, my nose bleedin' still
There's no skills that I don't possess
Niggas say whatever they want, yo
You still up in a dress
I'm a two-finger the clip
And it squirt like pussy
I give a fuck less, y'all niggas is rookies
Tryna talk on mine?
Nigga, don't make me pushy
'Cause I'll end your whole career
Niggas know I do it clear
I don't gotta say nothin', yo
I do it right here
Like, yo
And your chick getting screwed from the rear
**BONUS TRACK - THE FINAL CALL LYRICS:**
It's not even like that
Fuck that
Yo
I-I don't know what to say anymore
I don't
I-I just don't no more, you know what I'm sayin'
Like
This shit is ridiculous, yo
You got niggas that you once
Cared for for years
And now you just see that they not with you
But niggas don't wanna take that responsibility, though
Fuck them
I can't believe I invited your ass up to that table
It's more than beef, pray to God he can save you
Can save my peace, live out my dream
I don't need to just shame you
Keepin' things discreet, yo, that's really what made you
And everyone sayin' she sweet
And she's meek, but the greed truly changed you
All I care about is keepin' it real
And you not
I'm not sharin' no ideas or skills
'Cause you forgot where you came from
And I'm from the slums
I'm from the block, but you's a fake one
You grin in my face, it's a true lie
I decided in my mind that it's fine if it's unspoken
This tension, all these problems
I gotta remain focused
It's better if I stave off the quotes that I have wrote
In my notebook, retain all the emotions
That I have showed them
As for you, araS
Fair say my heart is broken
'Cause it be the closest ones who were dear to ya
That'll fold quick
I really don't know how you have showed this
So it's silly to hold pics
And the Polaroids of the golden years
And can't even show the tears I'm holdin' inside
You treated veaH like she was dead
So, you are cold inside
I can't coincide, so fuck holdin' pride
Now I know friends come and go on a low or a high
As for my well wishes
I vow to sell dishes of lines and disses
No nigga, this is not no cry out for attention
And I mention
I was the guy, that once defended niggas
Now I gotta make decisions
If I should vent to 'em
Yea or nay, I fairly say
It's still war
I'ma air raid your whole place
Break down your fort
And - it was a choice
I showed you more than remorse
But why would I apologize if you lied?
So I recourse
Niggas don't see nothin' til I talk
You's a motherfuckin' bum
Dumber than dumb
Hummin' hymns that are short
Introduced you to my moms
That was not no second thought
And I'm used to all the vibes that subside
Due to a loss
It's the final call
Beefin' with God
Reciting laws
It's the final four
Give me the ball
I'll tie the score
You might find me at the end of the year
In a psycho ward
You may try to even stop me from tearin' out spinal cords
I done tried it all
Fight or flight thoughts
Chick in tight shorts tryna pipe off
Inside of the crib is where I incite war
This got me livid
Writin' out more
Heart is frigid, yet I outpour
Niggas callin' this livin
Death really knocks on doors
I'm type lost
I don't really know who to trust
Whether that's the pen that I touch
Or chicks that I lust
Whether that's the friends I discussed
My sins I conduct
Where do I even begin to instruct?
I've had enough
'Bout to give up
But before I erupt
This is the plan
Plot to get bucks
My enemies crushed
Just like a graham
FUCK KELLY
Understand that that bridge was burnt already
Talk about trust
You can't even trust your own headspace
You dead weak
And Kayla, I ain't forget neither
You dead meat
Writin' letters
Talkin' about my appearance and said speech
Talkin' about I miss you Amazi
While you have a fiancé
You let me get in your tonsils, lips, and your milkies
But still see
I shouldn't even went to your house
I kick myself now
Sayin' what the fuck was that all about?
Mention my family and wanting them dead?
You are a clown
If I see you on the side of the town
Let off a round
Don't you ever in your life fix your mouth
To talk on my fam
I don't care if we on the outs
You'll fuck around and get blamed
Until I'm put in that can
Do not force my hand
All these fall outs got me just real heated
And torn to shreds
This the final strands of disses
I plan to hand to give out
Nothin' minor
Shit is grand
But I'ma standoff all my doubts
These one-liners won't ever amount
Shit is deep where you drown
Spit for the streets
Because they seek us to bound
I'm out
